” She did not budge. She said, “I know why you are so mad at me. The other day I slapped your hand away that is why. But, Mangal, what could I do?...My tits were so tender those days; it hurt badly when you grabbed it. Mujhe maaf kar do Mangal. (pardon me, Mangal)Right then her odhani slithered down from her shoulder revealing fair amount of her fabulous cleavage. I am not sure if it did so of its own or she contrived to slide it down. Whatever be the cause, the result was the same: her chest was. That done, I forced her back down on her knees between my legs. Then I had her blow me some more, before I picked her up and put her down on the bed.Placing her face down, ass up, on the bed, I roughly pulled her hands behind her back and zip tied them. She resisted a little bit, but it seemed more for show, as she did not really attempt to stop me. Once I had her hands tied, I flipped her around and pulled her legs over my shoulders. She had an amazingly delicious looking pussy and it was time. She stared absent mindedly at the gold lettering engraved on the name plate sitting proudly on his large desk. “Headmaster Ellis” it read, almost saying to her he would fully own her, like a piece of property soon if she let him dominate her as he surely would try. “Ms. Martin it has come to my attention that you and several of the other upper classmen in our school disregard the high standards I have set for curfew. Is that correct?”“I’m not sure sir. What are you referring to.” Gina dared to. ” By this time they were finished eating and they got up to pay the check and head out. “You have to let me know, whatever time it is, when you are done talking to him and what is said. Okay?” “Yes, Mom,” Kathy said without trying to hide the sarcasm in her voice. She gave Sarah a quick peck on the lips, which surprised them both, and turned to leave with a little extra sway to her hips since she was sure Sarah was watching. Kathy got home and immediately changed from her decent Brunch clothes.